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Words are, in my not so humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury and remedying it.
We must try not to sink beneath our anguish,
but battle on.
but battle on.
Soon we must all face the difficult choice between what is right and what is easy.
Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times,
if one only remembers to turn on the light.
It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.
You fail to recognize that it matters not what
someone is born, but what they grow to be.
someone is born, but what they grow to be.
And now Harry, let us step out into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.
Humans have a knack for choosing precisely the things that are worst for them.
In fact, being - forgive me - rather cleverer than most men,
my mistakes tend to be correspondingly huger.
"Tell me one last thing," said Harry. "Is this real? Or has this been happening inside my head?"
"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"
Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living
and, above all, those who live without love. By returning, you may ensure that fewer souls are maimed, fewer families are torn apart. If that seems to you a worthy goal, then we say good-bye for the present.
and, above all, those who live without love. By returning, you may ensure that fewer souls are maimed, fewer families are torn apart. If that seems to you a worthy goal, then we say good-bye for the present.
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